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Jack called me again, and this time I was in a good mood and answered.
Jack was furious and cursed, “You bitch! Bring the supplies back quickly, or I’ll make you pay!”
I shrugged and continued playfully, “Sorry, honey, I can’t do that.”
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Martha cursed from the side that I wasn’t human, having so many supplies at my parents‘ house and not bringing them back, asking what they were supposed to do.
I kindly replied, “What else can you do? Just die!”
You bunch of terrible people, you hurt me so badly in my past life. This life, it’s your turn to taste this bitter fruit. Just go and die, all of you!
In front of this family, I slowly ate a steak, then drank a glass of juice, and finally ate some fruit, letting out a satisfied burp.
This family, who had been cursing me angrily at first, couldn’t curse anymore by the end. Seeing me eat so well was even more unbearable psychological torture for them.
Finally, Jack hung up the phone on his own, but still left a vicious sentence, “Mandy, I’m telling you, don’t think you’ll get away with this!”
I playfully responded again, “But honey, you all seem to be having a harder time right now.”
It’s a pity Lily died, otherwise I really wanted to see Jack’s expression now.
As for Jack’s threat, I didn’t take it too seriously.
